Chapter 349, three billion, pressure me to win the championship

“Shao Leng, what a person you are, if you don’t take advantage of your status as a master of martial arts, would an abandoned son who was beaten back to his original form and lost his father, who is not a fart, would be qualified to challenge Leng Shao?”

Qu Shaohua curled her lips in disdain.

Leng Chen nodded slightly, obviously satisfied with Qu Peony Flower’s flattery;

“Fang Chen, I don’t think you know yet. The leader of the Blood Fiend Sect is also the master of the Blood Fiend Sect, Toyotomi, whose strength is absolutely so powerful that it will suffocate you.”

Leng Chen smiled first.

Suddenly noticed the poor odds at the top of the market, and smiled even more proudly;



“Hahaha, I’m so ridiculous. The odds for our Master Fang to win the championship are actually one to lose one hundred. Isn’t it because I squeezed a dollar, and if Master Fang wins, he can earn one hundred yuan!”.

“Interesting, interesting, Young Master Fang, you are pitiful, then I’ll take you a dollar.”

Having said that, Leng Chen directly took out a dollar of steel and threw it on the market.

The irony is revealed!

“Fang Chen, don’t you give yourself a little pressure? What if you really win the championship in the end?”.

Leng Chen said with a smile, revealing irony both inside and out.

How could Fang Chen win the championship?

As a member of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce standing in a solid and unified camp with the blood evil gate.

Leng Chen knew the legendary Toyotomi elder brother very well.

The strength of Toyotomi.

Facing the general fairyland in the early stage, he was able to retreat with his whole body.

What’s more, to deal with a Fang Chen who only has the strength of Transformation Realm.

This elder brother Toyotomi, was named the most outstanding disciple with the most talent in the past century by the blood evil sect!

One can imagine how terrifying Toyotomi’s strength and talent are!



Fang Chen wants to win Toyotomi?

It’s a joke.

“Oh, I want to bet when the market is about to close, and then I will maintain the current odds, and I can make a little more after winning the championship.”

Fang Chen said indifferently without expression.

The words came out.

Leng Chen and Qu Shaohua looked at each other, and the disdainful laughter was even worse.

To win?

Your kid really wants to win the championship!

“Mom, I’m so ridiculous, Fang Chen, this kid is actually delusional to win the championship!”.

“I feel like my ears have been raped. This is simply the biggest joke I have heard in these years!”.

“Then do you want me to help you lower your odds?”.

While talking, Leng Chen laughed and ran over; “Come on, boss, kneel down with Fangchen…”.

“One hundred thousand!”.

One hundred thousand yuan is for these people who are active in the upper class all the year round.

Not much indeed.

But one hundred thousand yuan, for Fang Chen’s current odds of one to one hundred, was enough to make him one to ten thousand.

With such high odds, if Fang Chen finally won the championship.

Even if it is a dollar, it can be doubled 10,000 times.

Fang Chen raised his eyebrows; “It’s such a big game? I start to fear that the dealer can’t afford this money.”

Leng Chen laughed contemptuously;

“Boy, then you don’t have to worry about it.”

“Every year, the dealer will change players. Last year was the official association of the China Budo Exchange Conference. This year’s market was the opening of the Blood Sword. Do you think the Blood Sword can’t afford to pay that point?”.

“I want to know how much confidence you will have to bet on yourself!”.

“Ten thousand yuan and one hundred thousand yuan to play, is it too low?”.

Leng Chen’s thoughts are nothing more than hope that Fang Chen will lose more money. As for Fang Chen to win, want to make money?

Haha, stop laughing, is that possible?

“Well, since it’s the Blood Fiend Sect who is the dealer, then I can rest assured…”.

Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose and chuckled lightly.

The disdain in Leng Chen’s eyes was even worse.

Pretend to be.

It doesn’t matter whether he is the banker of the blood evil sect or the official association of martial arts exchanges.

You do it like you can make money!

The broadcast sounded suddenly.

“The market is about to close, and friends who are still planning to start now, hurry up and bet…”.

Hearing this, the next moment.

Fang Chen directly took out a check and walked over.

“Press me to win the championship…”.

The owner of the dealer is a Chinese, just acting as an employee. He glanced at Fang Chen and Leng Chen beside him.

He also didn’t know the relationship between the two tit-for-tat, he just performed his duties and asked subconsciously;

“You, how much do you plan to press?”.

Fang Chen chuckled lightly.

He glanced around not far away, Mr. Wu had already begun to greet the Wumen disciples and the rest of the contestants to gather.

Facing Leng Chen’s disdainful sight, Fang Chen said with a sneer;

“Three billion!”.

“Press me to win the championship!”.

Three billion!

boom!

With this word out.

The staff responsible for recording the bets over there trembled. This is definitely the biggest sum of money among personal bets today.

Leng Chen on the side was all startled by Fang Chen’s large hands.

“Three billion!?”.

But the next moment.

Leng Chen is even more mocking on his face;

“Good fellow, the blood evil sect picked up 3 billion from your kid so easily, you are really a kind person, give the blood evil sect money for nothing!”.

Although Qu Shaohua was also surprised by Fang Chen’s great handwork, her expression was exactly the same as Leng Chen’s.

Even Fang Shiyun and Hengyang were taken aback.

“Fang Chen, you don’t look like the kind of person who can’t stand up to aggressive generals…”.

The God of Hengyang frowned and lowered his voice to remind.

Three billion is not a small amount, even for the Hengyang God of War, who is the Sanhu Kingdom, he can only give out tens of billions at most.

China’s top power is not divided according to financial strength.

Otherwise, the Lin Family of Changquan City would have been qualified to “squeeze” into the category of the eight gates…

Fang Chen smiled and comforted; “It’s okay, I’d like to see how this bloody evil sect will lose money for me when the time comes.”

The odds are ten thousand.

If Fang Chen wins the championship, the huge sum of 3 billion will instantly become 3 trillion!

This… is really a huge sum of money!

Leng Chen’s expression changed slightly the moment he heard Fang Chen’s words blurted out.

Three trillion, it is not worth the money to sell all the four seas chambers of commerce together…

But the next moment.

Leng Chen’s expression returned to normal again, but he was surprised by this exaggerated and terrifying figure.

But don’t forget, the prerequisite for Fang Chen to pay for Fang Chen is for Fang Chen to win the championship!

But is it possible for him to win the championship?

impossible!

To him, Fang Chen’s behavior was tantamount to a clown.

Losing money and earning yells, give the blood evil three billion in vain.

“I think you really think too much. You think you can make a big difference with a small man, but I want to see what kind of expression you will show when you lose your money.”

Fang Chen glanced at Leng Chen, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he twitched his mouth and said;

“In case I really made three trillion, I must give 100 million to Leng Shao, thank you for helping me raise the odds.”

After that, Fang Chen laughed and walked towards the large group with Fang Shiyun.

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